In our family, we know who's boss. It's certainly not Joe. It's not even Dina. And although I like to think it's me, it's not me, either. Instead, it's another pint-sized figure.
Running to go see the boss.
Ahh...and there he is.
(Can you tell the Joe has been grooming the boys?)
1 comment:
That is cool! Where is that?
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